A Nice Cup of Tea

Ana sips her tea. "Ah. I think you've had enough to drink."

Amélie looks a bit tired. "Maybe. I… I don't know when the last time I dreamed. I feel like I'll have one tonight."

"Perhaps. It might be best to let it happen."

"I suppose."

"Maybe you can get Angela to help you sleep easy."

"Really?"

Ana chuckles. "Yes. I'm sure she'd be happy to help."

"Okay." Amélie gets up and makes her way to the medical room, where Angela is resting. "Angela…"

"Oh. Hey, Amélie. Something wrong?"

"Ana said you'd help me sleep?"

"Oh. Uh… Yeah. Why don't you come lay down beside me?"

"Q-Quelle?"

Angela smiles sheepishly. "It's okay." She holds her arms open to Amélie.

Amélie finds herself walking to Angela and getting in bed with her and holding her.

Angela smiles and holds Amélie, who falls asleep rather quickly.

Amélie enjoys a very pleasant dream about Angela. When she wakes up in the morning, she finds a cup of herbal tea on the bedside table. She also finds that her head is throbbing and she feels rather ill from all of the drinking. She sits up and looks around.

Angela is working on the computer, restoring some of the systems in the Medical Wing.

Amélie blushes a bit as she remembers the dream. She then shakes the thoughts from her mind, but ends up causing more pain in her head. She groans and rubs her temples.

Angela looks over. "Oh. You're awake. Drink that tea. It'll help with the hangover."

"Thanks, dear." Amélie says before immediately realizing what she said and blushing brightly.

Angela blushes a little as well. "Must have been some dream."

"I'm not a pervert."

"I never said you were."

"Oh." Amélie picks up the tea with a flustered expression before sipping it. "Mngh!"

"Careful. It may still burn. I chilled it for a little bit before setting it out to get to room temperature. Guess even that is too hot."

"A bit. Would you put it in the freezer for me?"

"Of course." Angela takes the tea and puts it in the freezer. "I guess in the meantime, I'll give you a more old fashioned medicine." She sits beside Amélie and gently lays her down before laying on top of her.

Amélie's reddened face only becomes more flushed. "Angela, what are you doing?"

"I'm just comforting you."

"I… Is this really how you comfort people?"

"Only the people I share strong emotions with."

"Share?"

"Did you think I couldn't tell? You're not exactly discreet."

"S-Sorry."

"It's okay. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"But isn't it unbecoming?"

"Not really. You like me, don't you?"

"W-Well… Uh…"

Angela smiles and kisses Amélie, making her freeze up.

After a few moments, Amélie reciprocates the kiss. Her heart is pounding once more. It felt like she might have a heart attack. She breaks the kiss, panting. "H-Hold on…"

Angela nods and instead cuddles up to Amélie.

Amélie lays there, processing. She then smiles for real after such a long time.